A damaged piece!

I am a damaged piece.
I mean kind of the one that you would return to from where you bought it.
But then again I come with no returns policy.
So if you take me, you cant give me back.
You can wear me upon you,
You can tear me and buy something new.
But you cant return me.
I am a damaged piece,
But i dont come with a return policy.

I have cracks that leak pains every now and then,
but the pain they leak enter every part of my soul imaginable.
Its hard,
Actually its more than just hard.
This hardness starts at the point where a sane person would break down.
I dont even know anymore, if i am starting to ache less,
or the pain has just been too much, my body is too numb to feel it.

I have scars that if you allign together
would probably tell you a story.
Wait, No. A history.
These scars won't heal.
And I'm glad that i can still see them on my wrists
I can still feel them on my fists,
With every breath i breathe,
with every word i speak
with every step  i move forward,
I keep hearing,
words that these scars whisper to me,
words that these scars shout at me,
and i am then worried, if someone's gonna hear this agony,
Then i realize i am the only one who can hear this.
I am the only one.

I am a damaged piece,
but i would never damage you.
I am wounded at all places possible
but i would never wound your soul.
I am scarred everywhere
but all i will give you is stars.
I am broken
but i promise i will repair you.
I am a damaged piece but i will never damage you.
I promise even if i cry,
i will make sure you smile.
I promise even if i get hurt,
i would always be your healing
cause baby, this love, this feeling
knows no bounds, no limits.
I promise even with this soul that's been cracked as whole,
I will keep you happy and safe,
So,
will you accept me along with my scars?
will you accept me with these cracks?
I mean I am damaged,
but then again everybody is, in their own way.
But this damaged soul is capable of loving you in ways that even Gods can't dream about.